I was a girl

 I was a girl that summer, when I heard boy George on the radio. All I heard was Karma and the church of poison minds. I didn't know what he looked like. When I first saw him, I was scared. What did he remind me of. Me, at a time in the future. My secret inside was exposed. I was already masturbating to George Michael. I was praying that Jean Claude would kiss me. I was a girl that summer. Ready to explode. This is the opposite of sex and you really should know it's love that rules me. I was a girl that summer. And was fine with me. I'm so transcontinental airlines flying high in the sky. I was a girl that summer. I might be again tonight.